The Faux Pas Press #82
21 March 2011
By Jason Fresh
TIME SAILOR
I am less concerned with whether there are enough hours in the day. For far too many of these hours, I’ve squandered my own vitality in fear and wasted suffering, striving for one goal after another, waiting for others to prove my worth. I’ve sailed across the oceans of my MIND searching for the Time Sailor stranded in the open. I’ve squandered the Divine Energy on efforts that have no consequence and I’ve done this in the name of progress, buying everyday into the system that mechanizes everything – even me. I’ve lifted my ears from the soil, the real heartbeat, lifted my ear away from the movement of the planet, seen Japan quiver at Kali; and I’m here wondering if life will become clear of this wasted suffering. The pursuit of your goals can be happiness in itself with the ship’s crew at your side. And green firmament to warm you even when your goals seem so far away, a Time Sailor stranded in the deep. Don’t expect anyone to applaud you.
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